What a rascal!

He was an unapproachable and arrogant kid before him, yet why was he such a docile and lovable child in front of her?

Just as she finally detached her clothes' shoulder strap from his blouse b.u.t.ton, she heard the boy call out to her in a lovely voice . She moved to answer him on reflex but managed to stop herself in time .

The two exchanged looks .

She gestured for him to remain silent . “Shhh!”

Right now, even Mu Yazhe knew that their situation was anything but normal and was instead quite indecent .

They were almost caught in the act .

She slid into her overcoat and surveyed their surroundings right after . Walking toward the French window and dragging it to the side, she revealed a balcony . She looked past her shoulder and signaled for him to leave . “Hurry and leave!”

Contrary to expectation, his blood started boiling and he snorted . “Why should I?”

She was completely dumbfounded . “Youyou is back; go first, hm?”

“I'm not leaving . I haven't even received my kisses and hugs yet . Am I supposed to leave just because you say so?” The man gracefully leaned his back against the wall and imitated Youyou's manner of speaking .

The corner of her lips twitched . “Stop with the jokes!”

“I'm not joking,” he seriously replied .

“Are you a kid as well?!” Angered, she broke into a fit of laughter, instead .

Why does this father-son pair behave in the same manner?

Is behavior hereditary?

They portrayed themselves in a similar fas.h.i.+on when they acted shameless .

Outside the bedroom, Yun Tianyou continued his search as he made his way to the washroom . Noticing lights seeping through a crack in the door, the boy thought that she had probably forgotten to turn them off after she had washed her hands . He reckoned that she was bathing in the washroom now, so he placed his head next to the door and gently asked, “Mommy, are you taking a bath in there?”

No one replied even after a while .

“Mommy, I'm coming in, okay?!” The little boy covered his eyes before he carefully turned the k.n.o.b and entered the washroom .

He glanced in the direction of the bathtub and peeked through the cracks between his fingers . No one was there .

He crossed his arms in defeat and snorted in annoyance .

Where is mommy hiding?

Has she gone out?

She could not have gone out without her phone, though…

He exited the washroom and cast his eyes on her bedroom .

He happened to spot the flitting of a shadow through a crack in the door despite the lights being off .

He arched a brow in suspicion . Proceeding to her bedroom, he knocked on the door . “Mommy, I know you are in there . May I come in?”

“…” Her lips twitched furiously, and she glared at the man hatefully .

The latter looked completely relaxed, however . Unperturbed, he beckoned her with his fingers and then tapped his cheek lightly to give her a hint .

As angry as she was, she had no choice but walk toward him .

The man grabbed hold of her arm and pulled it over forcibly to land her in his arms .

She gritted her teeth, stood on her toes, and cupped his handsome face to plant a kiss on his thin lips .

It was an intense kiss .

The kiss was full of impatience and agitation, making him feel somewhat disappointed at it .

Was this woman seriously chasing him away because of their son?

As such, he bit the edge of her lip .

She pursed her lips as a corollary and tolerated the blossoming pain . As their lips came apart, she glared at him . Looking as if she wanted to gouge his eyes out, she probed with her gaze .  Are you satisfied now?

Perceiving her embarra.s.sment, he teased her with his glance .

Youyou realized that the door was unlocked, so he hurriedly twisted its handle .

The moment he entered the room, all the lights went on .

He swept his gaze over in surprise, only to spot his mother standing by the bed with an unnatural expression . With her hands clasped behind her back, she glanced at him smilingly . “Darling, you're back!”